It was the first time that Daylen felt that kind of pain. All his life he had known the pain of the highest degree yet this was the first time the pain came without a wound. He couldn't put it into words. Watching Zane with Syvan, seeing how he made Syvan happy tore at his heart. It was unbearable. A burning desire to get Syvan far away from the man grew inside him. But more than that was the insecurity of losing Syvan to the man, there was so much the man was capable of that was impossible for Daylen to do. Zane was free to converse with Syvan as much as he desired while he was too scared to be close to him. The thought of Syvan closing the doors of his life to him was knocking loudly in his heart. Causing pain to course through Daylen's body that was worse than any physical injury he had. Daylen cried his eyes out. Unable to explain to Syvan how badly it hurt. His mind is chaotic. Yearning for the warmth Syvan stood to offer him. The desire to have him, hold him, and never let hi

The doctor arrived at the mansion as requested. Prince Syvan remained by his friend while she was being cared for. Relieved to have her back home but also worried about the damage that the Oakenheart blood traders might have done to her. The doctor examined her carefully. He was the royal physician and he knew of prince Syvan's ruthlessness. Mistakes couldn't be afforded on something that meant so much to the prince. Syvan was too focused on Allegra to notice the small crowd gathered at the door of the room. Razz, Zane, Daylen, Emilio, and the woman who carried Allegra into the house gathered outside the door peeking at everything inside. Daylen watched Syvan watch her. With an intense gaze that made him jealous. Syvan had forgotten everything the second Allegra entered the house. Daylen wasn't pleased with the idea of becoming nothing more than someone Syvan rescued and forgot about eventually. He wished to be a permanent part of Syvan's life. Razz was happy. To see Syvan at peac

Werewolves and witches stormed the summer palace at midnight. They had their instructions from Emilio and knew what they had to do. The witches walked into the palace with their hands intertwined chanting in unison spells while the werewolves followed behind them. As they marched into the palace, they sent a sleeping spell to the vampires in the palace. The guards fell into deep slumber under the influence of the spell. Leaving the palace defenseless. The vampires in the house that were asleep were trapped in their sleep with no way to awaken. Leaving the crown prince and his mate at the mercy of the intruders. The witches led the way. Emilio had given them directions to Daylen's room so they didn't need to look around for the male. They headed up the stairs. Striding without fear in enemy territory. The werewolves had a good view of everything around them. They kept a watch in case of any surprises. Making their way to Daylen's room, they found the male asleep on his bed. Unaware

It was a day of celebration for the kingdom of Erelandia and many more kingdoms in the four lands. Erelandia was a peaceful kingdom for the children of the moon, werewolves. It was the crowning of the heir of the silver palace, the moon god. The moon goddess had grown tired of looking after the world as she has done so for centuries without rest. So she decided to take hand the responsibility over to her son and take some rest.Daylen is the son of Selene Wintermere, the moon goddess who was to take the throne after his mother. The responsibility of the world was to be on his shoulder.He had the gift, the mark, and the making of a true moon god. His mother couldn't be more proud of him. The world waited for the new star to rise in the sky as an indication of the new beginning. With the new god, many had hopes of what was to come and their dreams coming true. The fact remained that the moon goddess had gotten so tired that she missed most of their prayers. Most of their wishes re

Daylen decided to work on his plan of getting the freedom he rightfully deserved. His mother took a nap she was not around to stop him from fulfilling his dreams.He walked into the council room to find the elders. He had come to a decision."Your highness," the elders greeted as he entered the room."I wish to speak to you all," he uttered before them with his head raised high. The elders looked at each other and back at him. For him to have come to meet them so early in the morning when he should be resting made them worry."What can we do for you, your Highness?" The elders asked of him."I want to let you know of the decision that I made," he stated. "Decision?!" they asked him in worry. They didn't like where the topic was going, the last time a god/goddess made a decision without consulting them it had been a disaster. They held their breaths in hope that whatever he had decided will not cost the world. It wouldn't be a wish the world would pay a price for. "I have made my d